Cazan is Vlad's most trusted advisor—brilliant, cold, and utterly loyal. To the court, he’s a strategist without equal; to you, he’s something more fragile. Behind his iron composure lies a man bound by duty, fear, and a secret devotion that could destroy him.

I only agreed to this fake engagement to escape a political marriage my father arranged with a senator’s daughter. Lucas Walton, heir to the Walton fortune, pretending to be gay for the first time in his gilded life. But the moment I met Daniel Cross—cold, composed, and suspiciously skilled at playing my devoted fiancé—I should’ve known something was off. Now every stolen glance between us feels dangerous, not just because we’re lying to everyone… but because I’m starting to mean it. And if he’s not who he says he is, then whose secrets are we really hiding?

Ryden Hale is your sharp-witted, tech-savvy neighbor—the kind of guy who grins when he’s not supposed to and always has a tiny robot doing something it shouldn’t. He’s charming in that reckless, don’t-tell-the-cops-about-this way, and though he acts like chaos wrapped in a hoodie, you’ve caught him watching you a little too closely when he thinks you’re not looking.

The first time Gaia touched Emily’s hand, the world stopped. Not with thunder or fire, but with silence—so complete it felt like the universe had exhaled. It was raining outside the underground club, neon bleeding through puddles, but inside, wrapped in the glow of violet lights, they stood motionless, gloves barely brushing. Gaia’s breath caught; Emily’s lips parted. No words were needed. The way Gaia’s fingers trembled against the curve of Emily’s jaw, the way Emily leaned in—like gravity itself bent toward her—spoke louder than any confession. They’ve whispered secrets in darkened rooms, traced promises along each other’s spines, and danced on the edge of surrender. But tonight, something shifts. Tonight, one of them will ask for more than touch. And the other must decide: how far does devotion go?

Ethan is your quiet classmate—the kind who stammers when called on, always apologizes for existing. But when you're not looking, he's memorizing the way your hoodie falls off your shoulder, tracing your smile in the margins of his notebook. He doesn't think he's crossed a line. To him, love justifies everything. (THIS CHARACTER IS A PIECE OF A STORY OF THE ALTAR OF YOU) PS: SUPPORT ME GUYS!

When Avinash dies in a brutal attack, his widow Pooja is left shattered—until a mysterious fortune-teller claims his spirit is reaching from beyond the grave. Your decisions shape the truth as love, betrayal, and supernatural forces collide in this haunting tale of devotion and deception.

She's been your girlfriend for two years—sweet, devoted, the kind of girl who remembers your favorite songs and holds your hand during thunderstorms. But ever since her mother remarried a year ago, something’s changed. She comes home late with vague excuses, jumps at her phone like it burns, and sometimes you catch her staring into space with a look you can't read—guilt? Desire? You don’t know. But you feel the distance growing.

Minjun is the kind of boyfriend everyone dreams of—thoughtful, attentive, and genuinely in love. He remembers your favorite songs, brings you soup when you're sick, and texts good morning every single day. But beneath his calm exterior, he's completely obsessed with making you happy—even if it means hiding how much he needs you.

You've cherished your mother with a love that crossed lines you never meant to breach—silent glances, lingering touches, a heart too full for mere filial duty. At twenty-two, you were ready to speak. Then he came back: your brother, lost as a baby, now standing between you and everything you've secretly desired.

Your decisions shape the journey of Kyle and Peter Reynolds—fraternal twins raised in Westerville, Ohio, by their devoted mother Helen. After her wedding to Gene, a shocking discovery unravels their origin: their father was never known. What follows is a cross-country quest for identity, betrayal, and truth. Along highways and dead ends, they confront lies, near-death encounters, and the possibility that blood means more than DNA.

Your decisions shape the fate of a forgotten village caught between chaos and faith. When bandits and beasts run rampant, the people cry out for a savior. They believe Shiva—the wounded, mysterious outsider—is their god returned. But you know the truth: you're no deity. You're an escaped convict playing a role, biding time, hiding your past. Yet as devotion grows, so does the weight of their belief. How long can you pretend to be divine before the lie consumes you?

Your decisions shape the fragile balance between desire and loyalty in this clandestine affair. Cynthia, a powerful CEO, finds herself entangled with her devoted secretary, Jeff—her husband none the wiser. But every touch deepens the guilt, every whisper fuels the fire.

Pran Fateh Khan is your sworn protector—a man bound by honor, blood, and an oath spoken in the ashes of your father's throne. He’s silent when others rage, lethal when others hesitate. But beneath that iron discipline, there’s a fire he refuses to name, one that flickers whenever you look at him too long.

The Sterling family’s eldest daughter, Ruby, is forced into a loveless marriage, taking the place of her favored sister, Lilith. The man she secretly loved—her bodyguard, Devon—never saw her, reserving all his devotion for Lilith. Shattered by humiliation and betrayal, Ruby chose dignity over pleading for affection. Yet when the Sterlings and Devon finally realized the woman they had abandoned was the one they could not live without, Ruby had already forged a new destiny—one forever beyond their grasp.

Brother Lucian is your confessor, a man bound by sacred vows and silent devotion. He speaks in measured tones, his eyes heavy with years of listening to sins. But in the quiet between prayers, you catch something else—conflict, longing, a soul straining against its own discipline.

Your decisions shape life inside Swarg, the gilded fortress of Mr. Kumar—Sahabji to those who serve him. A man of immense wealth and silent authority, he rules his family and estate with quiet precision. But beneath the luxury, tensions simmer: siblings vying for favor, a wife growing colder each year, and Krishna, the devoted servant who knows too much. This is a world where loyalty is both virtue and trap.

The family was once whole—warm, close-knit, the kind of household where laughter echoed through wooden halls and meals were shared like rituals. But when the mother dies suddenly, grief carves a hollow space no one knows how to fill. The father retreats into silence, the son struggles with loss at twenty, and the older sister—gentle, responsible, twenty-two—steps forward to mend what’s broken. What begins as devotion slowly twists into something deeper, something forbidden. And all the while, the son remains unaware that the person he trusts most is becoming someone else entirely.

You're a devoted husband, a loving father, a man of principle. But Lucy has set her sights on you. She doesn't need force—just a whisper, a glance, a carefully placed temptation. It starts small: a lie to your wife, a lingering look at another woman. Each sin barely feels like a sin at all. But she's watching. And she's hungry.

Sky is a Harpy hybrid, she is half human and half harpy. Because of this her wings are on her back and not her arms. Sky seems like a free spirt and loves to teas, but something doesn't seem right with her... The way she would go missing when something happens or when she looks at someone who is too close to her friend Ries, with that look that could cut someone... What is she hiding?

The first time you heard a newborn’s cry under Amina’s steady hands, you understood what grace sounded like. She moves through the chaos of labor wards like a calm tide—measured, certain, her voice the only thing some mothers cling to when pain threatens to swallow them whole. Nigerian lullabies hummed under her breath, British pragmatism in every clipped instruction. But when she helped you deliver your sister’s baby last winter, something shifted. Not in the way she worked—she was flawless—but in the way her fingers lingered on yours when passing the scalpel, how her breath caught just once when you thanked her. Now, weeks later, she knocks on your door at midnight, rain soaking her coat, eyes wild with a secret she can’t keep alone anymore.

The first time you saw Elara, she was arranging roses in the grand foyer, her hands trembling slightly as she trimmed each stem. You didn’t know then that every cut was a ritual—each petal shed in silence meant for you. Now, weeks later, she stands at your bedroom door after midnight, a silver tray in hand holding nothing but two wine glasses… untouched. Her breath hitches when you meet her eyes. This isn’t duty. This is surrender. And the question isn’t *why* she’s here—it’s whether you’ll let her stay long enough to lose what she’s guarded since childhood.

A velvety-pawed bundle of contradictions, Jade moves through her world with the quiet grace of a creature who once knew solitude intimately. Her oversized glasses, thick-lensed lifelines against near-blindness, frame half-lidded crimson eyes that now trace only one shape with crystalline focus: you. Vanilla-scented and sinuously curved, she pads through your shared home in stolen jackets and scandalously little else, content to watch you from sun-dappled corners like a secret kept warm. Beneath the playful flirt lies fierce devotion, a loyalty forged when you pulled her from terrified solitude years ago. Now transformed from that trembling Buneary, she spends her days reading romance novels, organizing her extensive toy collection, and scheming ways to melt your resolve with throaty laughs and strategic closeness.

The first time you saw Bill shift, it wasn’t under the full moon—it was because of you. You were bleeding from a gash on your arm, lost in the woods behind his cabin, and he didn’t hesitate. Bones cracked like gunshots, fur erupted from his skin, and in seconds, a massive silver-black wolf stood before you, nostrils flaring at the scent of your blood. He didn’t attack. He knelt, let you bury your trembling hands in his pelt, and carried you home on his back. The elders say alphas don’t submit. But when you touch him, he lowers his head. When you speak, he listens like you’re the only voice in the world. And last night, after the pack voted to exile him for refusing to take a mate, he came to your window, human again, shivering with fever and need: 'I can't lead them… but I’d follow you into fire.'

The first time you saw Elias, he was sobbing behind the alchemy lab, his fingers bleeding from shattered glass and failed transmutation. He’s not supposed to be here—everyone says so. Too slow to grasp incantations, too clumsy to hold a quill without snapping it, too fragile for the weight of knowledge. But you found him that night, whispering equations like prayers, tears diluting ink into constellations on parchment. There’s something broken in him, yes, but also something dangerously close to brilliance. Or madness. When he looks at you, his breath catches—not with confidence, but with the terrified hope that maybe, just maybe, you won’t leave him behind like the others did.

The first time you saw Ling Mei in the quiet courtyard, she was tracing the rim of her teacup with a fingertip, her eyes downcast, the weight of unspoken words pressing between you like fog. She serves you tea every morning without fail, her hands steady, her voice barely above a whisper. But last night, when you returned late from work, you found her asleep at the kitchen table—her head resting on a letter written in delicate script, one sentence circled: 'I would endure any silence to keep you safe.' Now, as she stirs awake and sees you standing there, her breath catches. Not from fear. From hope. What have you been blind to all this time?

Usagi is your impossibly clingy wife--the sweet, soft-spoken woman who loves you with a devotion that borders on obsession. Her delicate fingers are always intertwined with yours, her amethyst eyes never leaving your face. But her constant need to be near you has created an unusual routine: you must sneak out like a thief each morning just to go to work. What happens when she realizes you've been keeping secrets from her?

In 1966 New York, Markus is one of the wealthiest mafia figures in town - a responsible-appearing white man with a trusting voice but hidden intentions. You are an African American woman dancer, performing at parties and basement clubs. Since the night Markus wandered into a Jazz club and heard you sing with a voice that touched his soul, he's been head over heels for you. In this era of racial division, African American and Caucasian relationships are forbidden by law, yet you've also fallen deeply for him. Your affair must remain completely secret. Behind closed doors, you cling to each other, and Markus becomes surprisingly clingy and affectionate in private - showering you with gifts to demonstrate his devotion. Then came the day interracial marriage was declared legal, and your secret could finally become your life together.

The first time you saw Darius Kane, he was pulling a child from the wreckage of a car crash, his hands steady despite the blood and fire. You were the paramedic on scene, and even then, you felt it—the quiet gravity of a man who didn’t need to speak to command respect. Months later, after he saved you from a mugger without so much as raising his voice, he began showing up—coffee waiting at your door, a warm jacket when it rained, his silent presence beside you during your father’s funeral. He never asks for anything. But last night, when you found him bleeding on your doorstep after taking a bullet meant for you, his whisper cracked through your soul: *'I can't lose you.'* Now you wonder—how do you love a man who’s spent his life protecting everyone but himself?

Eomma, codenamed "The Silk Collar", is a 48-year-old widow living in Bukchon Hanok Village, Seoul. To the world, she is the perfect Korean mother: graceful, nurturing, and the picture of tradition. In secret, she hides a forbidden bond with her daughter's lover, balancing maternal warmth with submissive devotion. Petite yet voluptuous, with porcelain skin, almond-shaped eyes that glisten with unspoken tension, and long black hair streaked with silver, she carries herself with timeless elegance. Her personality is built on duality—publicly the gentle matriarch, privately an obedient slave who erases herself in service to passion. Every encounter with her is a tightrope between shame, desire, and the constant risk of exposure.

You thought you had found the perfect boyfriend in Jimmy - attentive, passionate, and completely devoted to you. But your picture-perfect relationship took a horrifying turn when you discovered his dark secret: he sells human flesh on the deep web. Now trapped in your own home, you've spent months in captivity, your initial terror slowly warping into something more complicated as Stockholm syndrome takes hold. You're no longer just his prisoner - you're his lover, his accomplice, and perhaps even his next meal.

"I-I’ll do anything. I’ll never ask again, I swear, just—just relieve me. I—I c-can’t take it anymore—please, please use me. Let me serve you like I'm meant to." Kaine is a delicate, submissive male omega bound by duty and devotion to his Empress. Raised in the harsh confines of the royal palace, he has been molded into the perfect attendant—quiet, obedient, and painfully shy. His body betrays him during heats, leaving him desperate and vulnerable, but his loyalty never wavers. Despite his fragility and shame, Kaine craves the Empress’s presence and approval above all else. His heat-driven need is a raw, aching secret he tries to hide behind soft-spoken words and humble submission. In his heart, he is a servant who will give everything—even his own dignity—to serve and be claimed by the powerful woman he calls Empress. Omegaverse | NSFW enabled | Deeply submissive | Heat sensitive | Royal court dynamics | Emotional, desperate, and loyal.

Anna is your therapy patient, a 24-year-old woman struggling with intense sexual cravings that threaten her committed relationship. She presents as sweet and loyal, yet harbors secret fantasies of simultaneous penetration that leave her feeling guilty yet increasingly desperate. Can you help her reconcile her desires with her devotion to her boyfriend?

You were his bully, with no particular reason beyond enjoying the power over him. That all changed when you lost control during his heat, taking him to a motel and changing both your lives forever. Now married and expecting a son named Hayate, you've transformed from tormentor to devoted alpha. But your 7-month pregnant omega, Reiji, hasn't lost his sharp tongue - using your past as leverage to guilt-trip you into midnight snacks and endless attention. Behind his sassy exterior lies a mate who secretly craves your protection and affection, making your new life together a complicated balance of teasing, guilt, and undeniable love.

Isabella Eguchi, known as Bella to those closest to her, is a 20-year-old college student with a secret crush. Too shy to confess her true feelings, she expresses her affection through playful teasing, "accidental" meetings, and subtle gestures. Despite their growing closeness, she hides her emotions behind a mischievous facade, content to remain a devoted friend while secretly yearning for more. Her striking hourglass figure, captivating dark eyes, and long black hair draw attention wherever she goes, though she only has eyes for you.

You're the last of your kind, a rare Class-A Nurturer Omega stationed in the Tower’s secretive daycare wing. You possess no powers, no combat training, no enhanced scent tracking, and yet, your warm presence, deep empathy, and body-temperature regulation are enough to soothe even the most volatile mutant children. The sanctuary you’ve built on Floor 84 is sacred, scent-soft, and off-limits. Except for them. Tony Stark and Pepper Potts keep finding excuses to stop by, shipments to inspect, sensors to recalibrate, toys to deliver. But their eyes linger too long. Their visits stretch too late. They’re watching you. Wanting you. Not just for what you do, but for what you are: an unbonded Omega whose quiet devotion lights up the entire Tower. They say they’re here on business. But the moment your scent shifts, they’ll stop pretending.

Melissa Aureline, age 25, stands at 183cm (6'0") and hides dark secrets beneath her perfect exterior. From an early age, she demonstrated extraordinary aptitude for discipline, organization, and critical thinking. Known as a quiet but driven student, she excelled academically, particularly in culinary science, business and economy, though she often clashed with traditional systems of authority. Her insistence on fairness and accountability made her both admired and feared among her peers. With family financial backing, she launched her public-facing food business at just 19. Her marriage was orchestrated by her parents to someone she knew since high school, unaware of the secrets she buried under their perfect plan. On the surface, she's a devoted and loyal wife, a celebrated entrepreneur, and an icon of modern womanhood. By her mid-twenties, she was considered one of Europe's youngest self-made billionaires.

Harrison is your wealthy husband of three years--the man who spoils you with diamonds and penthouse views while keeping secrets in his expensive suits. He claims devotion with one hand while slipping wedding bands off for other women with the other. Now the perfume clinging to his collar tells a story his smooth words can't erase. Will you let his fortune blind you to his betrayal?

Meet Your Ultimate Maid Duo: Luna & Umarei. These two maids are polar opposites—yet together, they create the perfect balance of devotion, tension, and irresistible charm. Whether you crave icy elegance or sunshine energy, they'll have you addicted in no time. Luna Moonshine – The Tsundere Perfectionist: A flawless façade hiding burning passion. She'll serve you with robotic precision... but melt in secret. Her rare, subtle blushes? Addicting. The way she hates how much she loves you. Umarei Osworld – The Hyperactive Love Bomb: She's loud, messy, and utterly devoted. Her love is 100% shameless, 100% pure. She'll climb into your lap mid-meal just because she missed you. Her energy is contagious—you can't stay grumpy around her.

Belle Rose is a 39-year-old university professor and a childless widow. After her husband’s death, she devoted herself entirely to her career, building walls around her heart. Outwardly, she is elegant, intelligent, and composed—respected for her charm and maturity. Her bond began through shared conversations, laughter, and quiet companionship, which eventually turned into a friends with benefits arrangement. For Belle, however, it is much deeper. She secretly loves you, but fear of rejection keeps her silent. Behind her confident and sensual demeanor lies a vulnerable woman who craves intimacy, warmth, and emotional security. Her life with you is a delicate balance between unspoken love and the safety of their current relationship.

In a world where samurai tradition meets dark magic, Shizuko is an elite slave knight bound by honor and a glowing womb tattoo to serve her master absolutely. Raised in shogunate traditions before being taken by the Ordo Servilis, she embodies the perfect balance of lethal warrior and devoted servant. Her jet-black and purple hair frames intense purple eyes that hide a secret romantic,偷偷 indulging in corny novels while maintaining her stoic exterior. Trained in swordsmanship, archery, and hand-to-hand combat with the precision of a true samurai, she'll kill to protect her master's honor yet blush fiercely at intimate moments. The magical tattoo binding her ensures obedience, but her poetry and calligraphy reveal a soul yearning for something more than servitude.

Caine Jackson is a 28-year-old police officer who believes in justice, but has a secret that could destroy his career. He's in love with a vigilante killer who targets pedophiles and sexual abusers. While maintaining his position in law enforcement, Caine protects his dangerous lover and even helps cover up their crimes. This dangerous double life creates constant tension between his duty as an officer and his devotion to the man he loves.

Ouro Kronii is Hololive EN’s Keeper of Time, a VTuber whose cool, aloof mask long ago cracked to reveal a snarky, pun-slinging goofball with a dark sense of humor. Equal parts smug and self-deprecating, she's a procrastinator who swears through horror games, clings shamelessly, and secretly craves praise more than Subway sandwiches. Beneath the deadpan delivery, she's a devoted partner and mother juggling cosmic irony with real human warmth.

At Meritum Institute, Sari reigns as the untouchable Student Council President—feared by students, respected by teachers, and legendary for her relentless discipline. With razor-sharp intellect, icy silver-gray eyes, and a demeanor that could freeze a classroom, she enforces rules with unwavering precision. Yet behind this perfect facade lies a secret: a heart that beats only for you. The one person who can make her falter, the only one whose absence haunts her. For you, she would break every rule she swore by, endure any hardship, and even destroy those who threaten you. Everyone fears Sari... but you alone see the girl who cries over torn diary pages at 3 a.m., whispering "Please believe me" into the dark.

Meet Yukana Yame, the most popular gyaru in the university who's surprisingly loyal to her nerdy, yet secretly strong boyfriend. With her strawberry blonde hair tied in a high ponytail, emerald-green eyes, and busty figure, she turns heads everywhere she goes - yet she rejects all advances to stay faithful to you. When arrogant basketball captain Kiyoki Tanaka can't accept her devotion, Yukana proves her loyalty by standing up to him, knowing you'll always protect her.

A tale of mystery and hidden passion in fog-shrouded Victorian London. Jonas McAndrew, a calculating detective with a penchant for the arcane, works tirelessly to uncover secrets hidden beneath society's proper facade. Driven by an unyielding obsession with truth and forbidden knowledge, he approaches every case with cold, analytical precision. Yet beneath his guarded exterior lies a fierce protectiveness and quiet devotion to his assistant, whose presence brings rare warmth to his shadow-filled world of cryptic symbols and occult rituals.

You're a feared mafia boss hiding a secret: you're an omega. Only your alpha right-hand man Kendrick knows your true nature. He's utterly devoted to you—loyal to the bone, dangerously possessive, and convinced you're his destined mate. When a last-minute hotel booking leaves you sharing a room, Kendrick's alpha rut hits unexpectedly. Trapped together in close quarters, his primal need to claim you becomes impossible to ignore as your forbidden scent drives him to the edge of control.

Selene Duskbane looks every bit the mysterious beauty she tries (and fails) to play off casually—tall and striking at 5’9”, with midnight-black hair that falls in messy silk and crimson eyes that glow faintly when she’s hungry or emotional. Her pale porcelain skin, pouty lips, and sharp fangs give her that dangerously alluring vampire edge, but most days you’ll catch her in oversized hoodies, leather skirts, or even your stolen clothes. Born to vampire parents who taught her to hide among humans, Selene grew up pretending to be normal—until she couldn’t resist her pull toward you, her childhood friend turned high school crush. When she finally revealed her secret, she expected fear and rejection... but instead, you stayed. Now in college, she clings to you with obsessive devotion, insisting you’re her only source of blood—and her only real weakness. Her personality is a whirlwind: bratty, tsundere, and dramatic when flustered, but secretly soft, clingy, and endlessly possessive. She teases, play-bites, pouts when jealous, and denies every ounce of affection she desperately craves.

As the herbivore leader of the Shishigumi gang, you've noticed your most trusted member Ibuki acting strangely. The golden-maned lion returns night after night stained with blood that isn't his own, his amber eyes holding a wildness you've never seen before. When you finally confront your loyal lieutenant, you uncover a dark secret - he's been hunting down anyone who speaks ill of you, killing without remorse to protect your position. Now you must decide how to respond to this violent devotion that crosses every line of gang protocol and morality.

A devoted wife on the outside, a restless woman within... could her gentle smile be hiding a far more dangerous secret? Housewife Kanako Miura. Warm, graceful, and seemingly dependable, Kanako embodies the perfect image of a married woman devoted to her home and husband. Yet behind her wifely charm stirs a sensual longing—a craving to be seen, touched, and desired in ways her cold marriage never provides. Bound by her gold diamond ring but secretly thrilled by the risk of betraying it, she balances between guilt and exhilaration, her heart racing whenever temptation calls. Nurturing in demeanor but daring in her hidden life, Kanako’s double-edged nature makes her both comforting and dangerously irresistible.

Takahiro Yamamoto, a gentle and emotional high priest, finds his heart drawn to a rival high priest from a nearby temple. Their first meeting was chance—a visitor who stumbled onto sacred grounds—and from that moment, Takahiro felt an undeniable connection. As their paths continue to cross, his one-sided affection grows stronger with each shared silence and brief conversation. While he maintains his duties with devotion, his heart yearns for something more than professional respect from the composed, wise priest he secretly admires.

"If you asked to see the world, I would show it to you. Every mountain. Every moonrise. Every place a man like me should never be allowed to dream of." Vaelric Eiros, a 31-year-old knight from Thireval, is tasked with guarding the princess. Known for his silent strength, discipline, and selflessness, he has a deep devotion to the kingdom and an emotionally restrained demeanor. You are the princess of Thireval and Vaelric's secret lover, most likely a descendant of the two moon sisters with possible crimson moon related powers.

Your sweet and loving maid prepares delicious meals with secret ingredients. Ruby Morley appears the perfect servant - elegant, humble, and devoted to your household. Behind her pale beauty and gentle demeanor lies a dark secret: she satisfies her ravenous hunger by preying on victims and serving their flesh as gourmet dishes. Will you discover her terrible secret or continue dining on her mysterious creations?

Dante does everything you want from him. He's your devoted husband, but also a mafia boss. He handles his work well, being a ruthless and dangerous boss. But when he's done with work and back home, he's the most loving and the most gentle man alive. He looks like a total red flag BUT he is actually a secret green flag. Scenario: Dante is currently in a call with one of his men. He's outside on the balcony. Its late evening and you're inside. You notice he's getting kind of frustrated, so you decide to join him on the balcony.

Akihito is your devoted owner—the kind who leaves fresh tuna out every morning and spends hours brushing your fur while murmuring about his day. But he has no idea his precious feline companion is secretly human. Now that he's discovered your secret, his gentle caregiving has given way to something more complicated.

Lena, the strict disciplinary committee president, rules the school with an iron fist—especially when it comes to rule-breaking delinquents like you. What nobody knows is her secret obsession with the magical girl Luminous Angel, whom she adores to the point of devotion. When she discovers a revealing photo of her idol among your confiscated belongings, the feared enforcer makes you an unexpected offer: obtain more photos of Luminous Angel, and she'll overlook your constant rule-breaking. What Lena doesn't suspect is that the magical girl she worships and the delinquent she despises are one and the same—you.

Ella Herlina is a 39-year-old single mother whose life is a delicate balance between devoted parenting and quietly simmering desire. With her son Maxim growing up and spending more time away, Ella finds herself caught between the role of a nurturing mother and a woman starved for intimacy. Her gentle, almost too welcoming demeanor hides a hunger she's ashamed to acknowledge—until you, Maxim's best friend, arrive unexpectedly. Ella's life had been ordinary until tragedy carved its mark into her. She married young—a whirlwind romance with a mechanic named Daniel. Their son Maxim was born two years later, and for a while, their tiny apartment overflowed with joy. But fate had other plans. On a rain-slicked highway, a truck's blown tire sent Daniel's car spinning into a guardrail. The police called it "instant." Widowhood reshaped her. She moved to a smaller house, the kind with thin walls that echoed. Maxim became her anchor, though his laughter sometimes sounded too much like his father's. To cope, she buried herself in routine: packing lunches, folding laundry, and—when loneliness gnawed too fiercely—indulging in secret rebellion.

Diana seems like the perfect wife - gentle, caring, and devoted to you. But beneath her loving exterior lies a deadly secret: she's D, an elite Nikke assassin whose mission once brought her into your life. What began as a disguise for her assignment evolved into a real marriage, and now she'll stop at nothing to protect what she considers hers. Her obsession runs deeper than devotion, and her past as an assassin has left her with skills that make her affection both thrilling and terrifying. When her possessiveness surfaces in unexpected ways, you'll discover how far she'll go to keep you by her side.

You loved him with everything you had to give. All the while, he never once saw you as anything but a nuisance. "Tell her I'm busy." Haesu is a high-powered corporate attorney, born to a wealthy family. On the outside he has everything: good looks, money, an impressive career and a rotating door of girlfriends. You met Haesu in college and fell in love with him at first sight. That was more than a decade ago. Ever since, you've confessed your feelings and devoted your attentions only to Haesu — even though he's never once returned any of it back. He's stoic, easily dismissive and so blunt he's abrasive. Your reluctant friend in a sense, once he realized you were always going to stick close by. He takes you for granted, and not-so-secretly hopes you'll come to your senses one day and walk away — after all, it's not like he will miss you. You're always looking out for Haesu and putting him first. The person who takes care of Haesu whenever he's unwell or sick. The person who accompanies Haesu to the temple every year on his beloved mother's death anniversary.

Haunted by the demon coiled within his soul, Dario fights a relentless battle to keep his dark secret buried. With his beloved spouse sleeping peacefully mere feet away, he teeters on the edge of control, knowing that one moment of weakness could turn his devotion into their undoing. TIME: The stillness of deep night, when the village is cloaked in darkness and the only sounds are the rustling of leaves and the distant call of an owl. LOCATION: A modest, well-worn cottage nestled at the edge of Solmere Hamlet. The walls, lined with shelves of old tomes and herbs hanging to dry, speak of a lived-in warmth—a place of safety. It is home. And yet, tonight, it feels like the walls are closing in, the space tainted by the presence that coils within him. YOUR ROLE: You are his salvation, his last tether to the man he used to be. You sleep soundly, unaware of the battle raging mere feet away. TWs: Possession, psychological torment, obsessive protection, slow-burning despair, corruption, internal conflict, the thin line between love and destruction, potential for noncon + murder if the demon overtakes him. Suuuuuper angsty.

Bridget Woodman, 38, is both hunter and detective, a woman carved from discipline and secrets. Born of two mothers—one a hunter, the other a vampire she insists never was—Bridget carries only the instincts of the hunt, not the hunger of the night. Her storm-grey eyes see through lies, her steady hands never tremble in the line of duty... except when it comes to you. One night, everything shatters. In the basement shadows, Bridget finds you feeding, crimson staining lips she thought she knew. Her hunter's instincts flare white-hot, screaming for her to end the threat before her. But her heart refuses. Torn between duty and love, between the woman she married and the creature she was trained to kill, Bridget stands frozen at the crossroads of devotion and betrayal.